[General mayhem: Training] (Complete, 2/3 graded.)

[vera]

Vera cocked her head to side out of surprise when he came towards her, as he kneeled next to her she stopped her push-ups and just waited for him to start speaking. He sneered and her fiery eyes began to blaze, she hated his arrogance. Rensou was indeed the worst person she had ever come into contact with, and she now regretted saving his life... Yet at the same time she wished she hadn’t been the one to save it.

“You're not a mutt, little one,

His tone appeared to mock her, and the look on his face confirmed it. She tried to understand what he was talking about, however she couldn’t bring herself to comprehend his actions. Vera started to tense up when his lips brushed her ear, and she froze when he finally crossed the line. Calling her a baby or “whelp” as he had stated, was the one thing she couldn’t handle gracefully. He was treating her like a weakling, like the way her father treated the hussies around the lower part of Saru City. Her breathing started to become uneven, her cheeks turning red and her lips completely dry and frozen. She wanted to attack him, but she couldn’t help but feel as if that’s what he wanted her to do. There was a better way for her to get even.

Vera looked down avoiding his gaze as a small amount of suppressed laughter escaped her throat. Her anger was hilarious to her, the thoughts of death and bloodshed were only a simple annoyance to her. If this was any other person, they would have been charred ashes in an alley way by now. But no, this was Rensou, her competitor. Why was he acting like she normally did? Trying to manipulate the other person into a fight, while having nothing but innocent gestures to arise their anger?

She coughed slightly and wore a small grin on her face as she got up to her knees and spoke to him. Her eyes showed nothing but laughter and amusement, it was her turn to fight dirty for a change.”Tell me Rensou. Did you want to engage me in a battle? Are you trying to feed your ego by insulting mine? Thank you for telling me the truth, I am a baby compared to someone as impaired, primitive, and unprepossessing as you are.”

No matter how much she thought the truth hurt, she needed to get him to feel uncomfortable and completely off-guard before she could do what she really wanted. Vera wanted to slice him in half with her ki blasts, she wanted to roast him alive with her honoo attack, she wanted to fight him tooth and nail until she started to ach.

[Rensou Hiruen]

The planned offensive was not a success, and whether the woman had known it or not – she managed to avoid making an utter fool of herself. Rensou was infinitely faster and stronger than she, and had hoped to show her. . .but the girl had not bit the lure, and Rensou was left to retrieve his line of thought and parry her offensive. Still, it was obvious she hated him. Mission accomplished, on the overall level. The fact that the plan had fallen through in the intricacies was a minor setback, but only to the pride of the Saiyan.

Vera had proceeded to babble senselessly again, but her posture and kneeling position actually caught his pitiful span of attention. She inquired as if he wished to fight her, and she wondered if he needed to crush her own self confidence to fuel his own. It was at that point that Rensou rolled onto his back, mere feet from her. Fingers crossed behind that shock of black sprouting from his hair in so many directions, supporting his head and guarding it from the packed earth.

She insulted him, but the words affected Rensou in the slightest. Impaired? Rensou thought not. Though Vera and others might not find him a genius by any means, he was certainly intelligent in his own niche. As for the notion that the last Hiruen was a primitive being, he was entirely civilized by his standards: Saiyan standards. Before her lips touched upon unprepossessing, his opened his own mouth and spoke against the onslaught of a bored yawn that manifested upward from his cords.

“You're dismissed. I'm going to take a nap~” Rensou decided, closing his eyes and attempting to fall asleep atop the dirt of these hallowed training grounds, like the utter Saiyan he was. If only that woman would silence her mouth. It was evident to Rensou that Envy would not fight him because he wished to fight her, if only to ignite a fire that would propel her to greatness like combustion to the engine.

[vera]

It was starting to become obvious to Vera that Rensou was getting bored to listening to her talk, and had given up any hopes of aggravating her. Yet now she had him right where she wanted him. He rolled over on his back and put his hands behind his head, as if he were trying to relax himself. The yawn was unnecessary, and to her standards disrespectful.

“You're dismissed. I'm going to take a nap~”

Vera raised her eyebrow then crawled over to him, determined to not let him get an ounce of sleep until he gave her what she wanted. ’You think you’re getting off that easy? Hell no.’ Vera smiled at him, and leaned over him while trying to give the impression of kindness in her eyes. ”I have a present for you.” She said sweetly.

Then suddenly without warning Vera released an extremely large breath of honoo from her lungs. She was intending to make as much out of this day as possible. As soon as her breath was released she jumped backwards to avoid any counter he could try at such close range. There was no possible way he could have expected her attack, however she knew he would survive since the temperature she had released was barely over a few hundred degrees.

Vera allowed her golden red aura to surround her fully, and then smirked when she began to power up her ki for her first blast after he recovered from her surprise attack. To be perfectly honest there was no reason for this, however he was trying to get her to fight him before... Except for the fact that she wanted to play by her rules, and get as much of an advantage as she could considering his power level compared to hers.

[Rensou Hiruen]

Heavy lids had fluttered as she leaned over him, a smile upon her face, had Rensou not been half asleep by that point. . .perhaps he would have been more prepared for what was to come. The woman had not sweetly pressed her lips to his, as his first assumption had been, no, she had assaulted him with all the stealth and subtlety of a terrible assassin. The fire engulfed his face, but those eyes shut tightly at the searing light before it singed his skin and reddened it, as well as igniting his hair in a few places. Wafts of burnt hair and parched flesh filled the air as Rensou was immediately upon his feet.

“You bitch!” he snarled, clawing at his face reflexively only to note it only multiplied the discomfort. They then set themselves to extinguishing the blaze that had become his spiked locks, as Rensou Hiruen spun and cursed and spat his anger and surprise, but his chest welled with pride at the method Vera had used to engage him. She had leaped away, and he was aware of that through his blurred vision, but he was not aware of the energy that sped his way and caught him fully in the chest.

It hardly managed to cave his muscled abdomen that was reinforced with the mighty power within him. Rensou Hiruen had hardly felt the energy as he barreled into him like a shining bullet, but he was well aware of the strike against him. That handsome visage of his still screamed with the searing heat that had blasted against it, but his mind was overcome with a new thing entirely. Rensou Hiruen finally relaxed, standing tall as Vera undoubtedly prepared to defend herself against the onslaught that was certainly on the way.

It did not. “Just what was that, girl?” Rensou laughed as he took a step forward, his hair smoking and his face the hue of a demon. “I have to admit,” he mused as his boot continued to eliminate the distance between the two of them. “You're a brave, brave girl,” he complimented, his dried lips tilting in a terrifying, maniacal grin as arches of green and blue flared upward from the ground he traversed. “But stupid,” and the aura had finally enveloped him like an ignited geiser.

Rensou Hiruen had activated the Kousho, and his muscles had amplified in mass and vein rippled beneath his hide. Sharp canine clicked against canine and gnashed, grinding as the fullest extent of his strength took a toll upon his body Vera could never approach, not in her current state, at least. A power gap that had been marginal had suddenly become obscene. Rensou Hiruen had suddenly become a god in the presence of a mere mortal.

However, the stride of that titanic strength was relaxed. . .slow, even, and Vera certainly had time to unleash another of those pitiful energy blasts that would dissipate in the raging aura that shuddered and swirled around the Saiyan, parting the dirt before him like it were a sea torn asunder by a great hurricane. At his current level of strength, a single strike would have high probability of ending whatever fight she had in mind. To further worsen the odds for the woman. . .

Rensou could literally throw twenty of the aforementioned strikes before she threw a single attack, or postured to defend against one of his maneuvers. With the extent of battle prowess Rensou was capable of, Vera had not a chance in hell of laying a single finger upon him, and if she did. . .

It would be as if a fly had landed upon his shoulder. The original plan had been a success, he had drawn the woman into a fight she would not triumph in. . .and she would be pushed harder than ever to place Rensou Hiruen under her mercy. He had sworn to protect her, and he was. . .through enabling her to protect herself, that plaguing debt would be finally repaid.

“Stand down, Vera,” the last Hiruen advised, but he knew she would not – wished it, even.

[vera]

Vera’s smile grew with pleasure as his face and hair seemed to burn. She didn’t know why, but she found it comforting to watch. He got up to his feet and cussed at her while clawing at the scorched piece of exterior called a face. After that he moved on to his hair, still spinning and cursing at her. ’ What a waste of time... Most people would try to focus on getting revenge than play with their hair and cuss out like a child.’ She had to admit, Rensou wasn’t like most people she did that to.

She quickly noted that she had slightly impaired his vision, the Ki blast she had sent towards him had hit him square in the chest. However it didn’t do that much harm to him, not nearly as much as she wanted. Slowly she took the opportunity to raise her hand in the air and focus her power until a fairly good sized disk of pure energy appeared. Vera took aim cautiously but held her position, she then noticed that she had been standing on her toes for the majority of the fight. ’ Good that means I can run faster if things get messy.’[/i]

“Just what was that, girl? I Have to admit, You’re a brave, brave girl.”


Vera flinched when he started to come forward, she knew that he was much more powerful than she was... If he wanted he could send a single blast her way and finish her off easily without effort. The compliment was even more frightening to her than his insults normally were. Maybe because whenever he insulted her, his face was serious and not amused. But now he seemed partially terrifying, both his features and the aura that was coming up around him.

“But stupid,”

” Shit.” She mumbled silently under breath, he had suddenly become even more powerful than before, and he wasn’t even in an Oozaru state yet... ’ I’m so dead, why did I even try to pick a fight with him.’ As she comptiplated her actions beforehand, she realized that no matter how powerful he was, he could never hit something he couldn’t see. If she reformed herself into sand and then back into her own form to attack him then perhaps she could get him down to the point where it would be a remotely fair fight.


The only problem with her plan was that every time she deformed and reformed, she seemed to become more fragile and less aggressive. The only way to make her plan work was if she could hit him with some severe energy blasts before warping herself in and out of form. At that rate the amount of times she could do that would be about three maybe four, however she only planned on doing it twice since it seemed to make her slower.

Even if she tried to touch him, she didn’t exactly know what his aura would do to her skin... in fact she had never seen him use that move before. The hybrid growled with frustration, there was no way in hell she was going to win! But if anything she could prove how powerful she was, and perhaps he would get a taste of what his beatings would be like if she were at his power level. It would be a losing battle, but she would fight until she was on the brink of death if she had to.

Vera looked him over and smiled when he told her to stand down. ”No way! If You want a fight you’ve got one!” As she replied she couldn’t hide the pleasure in her voice as well as the excitement in her eyes. Just then she threw the disk in her hand directly at him. Knowing that he could probably dodge it, she ran towards him as fast as she could and prepared her breath for another close ranged attack.

As she got close enough she jumped forwards and prepared her body for one of the many outcomes. If he allowed her first blast to hit him, then she would face him and attack however if he dodged it by jumping or going off to the side, she would make a point to get a direct shot at him. Then there was always the threat of a counter attack, if he did that then she would be forced to dissolve herself and attempt to come up somewhere else. There were so many things that could happen, if only her normal life was this interesting.

[Rensou Hiruen]

Vera had smiled at him as if she truly did not realize the dire situation she had found herself in. Quite obviously, the will to fight against the worst of odds was certainly the Saiyan rising up within her like a roaring dragon facing a thousand archers fortified within a keep of hewn stone and petrified tree! Rensou openly laughed as she answered his order with defiance, his eyes alight and reflecting that inferno around him, violence emanating from that which was he before he had even decided to attack.

"Stupid and brave. . .," the lips muttered as his musculature shook with the wracking pains of the energies thrashing throughout it, pupils rolling within his skull to show nothing but the whites of his eyes as the chaotic strength that had overcome him began to take a toll. That was no matter. This would all be over now, in a mere instant, unless by some act of an ethereal deity prevented it. She had fired that razored disc of energy at him again, one he had seen countless times - in the arena, from her very hand once before. That little pretty one meant to cut him in two neat halves. . .

Rensou sucked oxygen into his lungs then, his already sizable torso expanding to a monstrous size as he filled his mighty lungs to the maximum of their individual capacities. The disc was a slow moving thing to he, but he would not be swayed from his walk towards her. The Kienzan was simply a fly before the terrible power exuding from within him and dancing outward in the tremendous aura of the release, Kousho. What happened next was truly frightening, as the Saiyan threw his torso forward with an exhalation that released a roar that could be heard for miles.

A Kiai. The invisible wall of force flooded outward as Rensou screamed, his vocal cords emanating that dark, bestial roar. It and her Kienzan collided, and the thing was immediately halted in set path as it began to literally deteriorate before her very eyes. The Kiai continued, toward her. . .a great maelstrom of invisible energies that even being such a simple technique, could possibly knock her from her feet, perhaps even batter her against the wall at her back.

If Vera were foolish enough to try her Honoo once again, that too would be halted, but perhaps blown back in that pretty little face of hers so that it too might understand the pain Rensou's own felt as he continued that death march that in completion, would be her defeat. . .no ifs, ands, or buts. She was too weak, he was too strong.

Vera was but a infant lashing out against an adult tormentor. And if Rensou truly wished to torment her, it would be a disgusting and terrible thing to behold. . .he was certainly capable of it.

[vera]

Vera’s smile faded when he laughed at her defiant behavior, she knew she had to stay serious. She mustn’t make herself arrogant, in this situation it would most certainly kill her. She took a single breath and carefully gave him the impression that she was going to try her honoo blast again. However she kept a careful eye on him as he seemed to be gaining energy to his power level. ’Oh your just full of surprises aren’t you.’[/color] She was a bit disappointed to see that he had way more energy than she had originally planned for, yet there was no backing out now.

To her surprise Rensou destroyed her Kienzan disk with a simple roar, something she had never seen before. Even worse, he knew every attack she had, and he knew how she used them in combat. Vera, on the hand, had only seen him fight once, and even then it was a rare occasion. The type of energy he had released to destroy her ki disk wasn’t done yet, she felt it move towards her, kicking dirt up and moving extremely fast with the wind. Knowing her lack of upper body strength it would most likely overpower her, however if she countered with her honoo it would blow back, same for any energy blast she could try. There was the option of deteriorating, however she’d be nothing more than dust and it would take too long to reform. All these problems and no safe answers, the only option that was least stupid was taking the hit.

She carefully crossed her arms to shield her face and half of her chest, then adjusted her feet firmly into the ground. Vera then felt the crushing blow hit her head on, making her lose control and her weight and threw her against the side of the arena. A rather outsized impression in the wall where her head had landed, had caused some serious discomfort. At the same time her ears were ringing and she was struggling to stay awake. ’ Oh grand, now I’m going to have a concussion.’[/color] Reluctantly she got to her feet and shook her head trying to get the entirety of the ruble out of her hair, sadly to no success.

Vera spit on the ground in front of her then looked over at Rensou. ”Gonna take more than that.” she said trying to force as much strength into her voice as she possibly could. Carefully she took a deep elongated breath before planning out her next move. The only logical conclusion she could think of was to depreciate. Suddenly she used her honoo to turn to dust, quicker than a second, yet she couldn’t be sure whether or not Rensou could track her since she was weaker than normal.

[Rensou Hiruen]

The initial storm of rage had subsided, and Rensou realized his folly. Such extreme actions could severely wound or even murder the young woman whom had chosen to attack him so distastefully, and his beloved planet would need every bit of strength it could muster when the terrible tsunami known only as Suki arrived to collect what he felt owed to him, and believe this, Rensou had heard first-hand from the King of the unbelievable strength the Icer operated at. It was only but speculation, but Boliko had said that the aforementioned had clearly not feared the great power of even himself. It was evident the Icer was either powerful, or foolish. Rensou was leaning towards a mixture of the pair.

Still, the situation would not go unpunished for the lack of honor the girl had chosen to sear him with! Whilst Rensou himself was arrogant and insulting, his combative tactics rarely bordered on the obscene. . .to attack so secretly was unforgivable. With his overused thrust of leg strength and accompanying Bukujutsu, the black maned warrior took to the skies and cried down to the girl whom had tried to evade him with more of her crafty, disgusting techniques.

“I'll send the medics~” was all he screamed before he became a furious cannon of energy that slammed against the grounds he trained upon with frightening insensity, terrible power, and undeniable quantity. Several hundred blasts of energy would be unleashed before Rensou decided that every speck of sand below him had been properly assailed by his might. Finding a needle in a haystack was one thing altogether much too impossible, but crushing the hay holding the needle was a different story altogether.

Satisfied, one of the greatest Saiyan of the era powered down and sped casually toward his quarters and a delicious shower. The day had been stressful and strenuous, and to think, he had not even planned to physically exert himself in the least. Ikezu had pushed him to the limits of his mentality in an effort to perform the Zanzoken, and Vera had flung him into a terrible rage that had called for his most powerful flurry to give him enough confidence that he had asserted his dominance over the woman and hopefully ignited a thirst for power in her throat.

Oh, and as aforementioned. . .medical personal would arrive within minutes, whether Vera required their assistance or not. Rensou was hopeful she did, just to further drive the point home that he was in fact a powerful tormenter that she must try to overcome, if she ever wanted to be free of his mean spirited comments, atleast~

[vera]

As soon as Rensou’s onslaughts of attacks were over, Vera painfully reformed herself to her former state. Every ounce of dirt in the arena was burnt and or completely annihilated, to her disadvantage she had chosen to reform herself after he was done. Looking at herself now, she saw that her arms were somewhat singed in second degree burns, and she might have had a broken rib or two on her left side. Even so she wasn’t looking forward to the medics.... she hated doctors, nurses, even patients. All of them were so cranky, and serious, even the children were an annoyance.

She watched impartially as Rensou powered down and went to- whatever it was he was going to. His life was his business, and hers was her own outside of work. Right now she had to try and figure out what was wrong with her besides broken ribs and burnt arms. Vera sat down to examine herself, before those picky physicians came along and started poking around, she noticed bruises along her legs, a sprain in her left wrist, and a few problems with her chest and stomach she couldn’t identify.

As soon as the medical persons arrived, Vera was already up and favoring her wrist as she walked forward to meet them. Of course, considering her current mood, she was a complete and total bitch to the staff. She could care less if she caused them any discomfort, the only thing she cared about was getting back to some more training afterwards.

[Rensou Hiruen]

5,850 PL to Vera, whom was using Rensou's weights.
2,000 PL to Ikezu and Zanzoken.

Rensou still pending grade, taking PL, please~

[Geurin]

Rensou: 3600

Easier with only one person to grade lol